Chapter 63
Shane slammed the last kitchen cabinet practically knocking it off its hinge. I know I put them here, he thought to himself and then it all started to make sense. He went back to the living room where he had left a still unconscious Jessica.
"What did you do?" He yelled slapping her face. She started to stir as he grabbed roughly. "Where are they?" He kept shaking her until finally her eyes were wide opened.
"Where are they?" He demanded again.
"Where are what?" She replied rubbing her head where Shane had struck her.
"Don't play dumb with me. Where did you put the pills?" Shane asked but all she did was stare back at him. "Did you think I wouldn't figure it out? You tried to drug me! After everything we've been through, how could you do that?" When Jessica still refused to answer, he threw her back down on the couch. She immediately jumped back up and tried to run for the door.
"I don't think so!" He said grabbing her hand.
"Let me go." She warned him but Shane just laughed.
"Where are the pills?" He twisted her arm tighter till she made a soft whimpering sound but when she looked back at Shane all she did was smile.
"Why having trouble sleeping?" Angered by her comeback he shoved her to the floor.
"I tried to do this the nice way. I built you this great house, gave you everything you needed and this is how you treat me. I've been nothing but good to you."
"Good to me?" Jessica glared at him as she stood back up. "You call this being good to me? You stalked me for almost four years, practically drove me crazy and then you kidnap me and keep me trapped in this god forsaken house so I can live out your warped fantasy. If this is your idea of being good to me then you're crazier than I thought."
"Don't say that!" He swung at her but she ducked out of the way and made it to the door, but of course Shane had remembered to lock it. Coming up behind her he grabbed her by her hair pulling her away from the door. Desperate, she reached back and dragged her nails across his skin, forcing him to let her go. She snatched the vase of flowers from the table and hurled it towards him. She missed and it crashed against the wall showering him with water and glass.
Shane stopped and stared down at the floor dejected. He reached down and picked up one of the flowers that were now strewn across the floor. Just staring at it, he didn't move. He flashed back to when he had given them too her. He remembered how warm her smile had made him feel. At that moment everything had been perfect. It was a lie, he thought to himself. She had played him making him believe that she really loved him. It was all just a game and now he felt like a fool.
Shane stood back up and without warning lunged at Jessica. Catching her by surprise he grabbed her by the throat, slamming her against the wall. She swung her arms desperately trying to get loose, but Shane was so filled with rage that he was too strong. She felt herself getting lightheaded as he squeezed tighter and thought she was actually going to pass out.
"Tell me you love me!" He demanded but there was no way she could possibly speak. All she could do was slap at his arms repeatedly and stare into his eyes trying to plead with him to let her go. He finally released her and she dropped to the ground trying to catch her breath. When she looked up Shane was gone. She made her way to the door but of course it was still locked. She became frantic, kicking and pulling at the handle trying to get out.
"You don't love me." Shane said reappearing from the kitchen. He pulled the gun out and pointed it at her. "But I can make you."
"Shane…" She faltered her eyes fixated on the barrel.
"You see, I love you so much. I can't even imagine living without you. So we have two options, I can end this now, and take you with me," He swung the gun back and forth between the two of them. "Or I can make you love me." Her eyes widened in fear as he slowly moved towards her with a sinister look in his eyes.
"Stay back." She warned him but he moved closer.
"Or you'll what? There's nothing here to stop me. No one is here to protect you." He was right in front of her. Jessica tried to push him away but he placed the gun against her. He pushed her down to the floor and straddled himself on top of her.
"No, don't" Jessica pleaded and Shane forced his lips on her.
"I should have done this from the beginning." He whispered. His free hand ripped at her shirt opening up so she laid there exposed.
"Oh god, please no." She again begged as he took a moment to admire her body. His hands roaming she struggled but as hard as she tried she couldn't shake Shane off of her. He kissed her neck then further lowered his hands down her body. As he pulled at what little clothing she had left she screamed.
"Somebody help me!" She yelled as loud as she could but she already knew there was no one to help her.
